After what felt like an eternity of talking to what seemed like a brick wall, I suddenly made a breakthrough. I’d been telling both the Orthopaedic and Infection Teams that I was in a lot of pain, I’d had some puss discharge from the original abscess hole, been going backwards with how much I could […]
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The inevitable happened
Over the last few days the abscess had slowly grown bigger and bigger. I knew it would open, just didn’t know when. When my muscles contracted to get out of bed Friday morning it proved too much for the skin, a small hole appeared and it started to weep. I managed to get to the […]
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I’m not a freak of nature!
There was a time, when I worked for Royal Mail, when getting up at 03:45 for a 04:30 start was the norm and there wasn’t a morning where I didn’t want to get up and go to work. That changed when I had to stop doing deliveries and started working in the office, then I […]
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The longest wait ever
After the disappointment of Tuesday I was so excited that I was going home Wednesday. I was confident that the chest X-ray would come back positive, the SHO (Senior House Officer) had done the discharge letter and got my medication sorted, so I would get home that morning. I decided to stay in my PJ’s […]
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A psychiatric assessment
Having been to the Liver Clinic on the Thursday (5th September) I was hoping to see the Consultant, to give him some information from that appointment. After them saying how they would help me and if I wanted to talk to anyone I could, no one came to see me Friday morning. I managed to […]
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What next?
Today I had an appointment to see my Plastic Consultant at Addenbrooke’s Hospital. The 11:35 appointment meant no rush hour traffic, no stupidly early morning and a fighting chance of getting a car parking space. Dad drove me there and we headed straight for our usual car park but unfortunately there were no spaces. We […]
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Free at last
Monday 4th March The lady from the plastic team came round quite early and said the drain could come out, from their point of view they were happy for me to go home. Before the drain and catheter came out I asked if it was possible to experiment the process of going to the toilet. […]
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No Choice left
Monday 25th February Monday morning and normally you get everyone wanting a piece of you, especially your Consultant, but as he said on Saturday evening he would not be in today. Yet again I get a different person from the plastics team so even this wasn’t consistent. I had mentioned to the plastic person the […]
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